I just love AVPM, so I had to write this story! Don't judge too harshly. :)

"Attention!" called Albus Dumbledore. "Attention, Hogwarts students!"

The students looked up from their chatter over the breakfast table in the Great Hall and looked up at their headmaster.

"Thank you. Now, I would like to announce that classes for today are canceled."

The students cheered. Except, of course, for Hermione, who looked distraught.

"Instead, we shall be watching a YouTube video I have discovered online," Dumbledore continued.

"What's a YouTube?" someone shouted.

"It's a place on the Muggle Internet," Hermione replied. "They use it to share videos with each other."

"What's a video?"

"It's like a miniature movie."

"Thank you, Miss Granger," said Dumbledore. "Now, this video I have found is called A Very Potter Musical."

Everyone immediately looked at Harry. Harry slunk down in his seat.

"It is a play performed by an American theatre group called 'Starkid Productions'," Dumbledore continued. "The story is about life at our school, Hogwarts. And, as the title would suggest, the main character is our very own Harry Potter."

Harry Potter squirmed down further. Malfoy and the other Slytherins were snickering.

"Sir? How does a Muggle theatre group from America know about Hogwarts?" called Ron.

"That, Mr. Weasley, I do not know. Now, let us watch the show."

Dumbledore conjured a huge screen on the wall of the room. It turned on. A sketch of a flying lion appeared on the screen, along with the word "STARKID". The image was accompanied by music. The image transitioned to a disclaimer: This Fan Musical is produced and performed solely for the personal, non-commercial enjoyment of ourselves and other Harry Potter fans.

"'Harry Potter fans'! Looks like Potter's started himself a fan club!" jeered Draco.

"Ten points from Slytherin!" said McGonagall.

It is in no way sponsored, approved, endorsed by or affiliated with J.K. Rowling or Warner Bros. or any of their affiliates.

"Who the bloody hell is J.K. Rowling?" said Fred.

"And who are the Warner Brothers?" added George.

The screen again changed to a banner reading "A VERY POTTER MUSICAL", with subscript underneath saying, "The Fan Made Musical".

The image faded away, and showed the lights coming up on a dark stage. A singular spot light shown down on a teenage boy sitting on a suitcase. He had dark curly hair and glasses, and was wearing a Hogwarts uniform, complete with a red and gold Gryffindor tie.

"Harry! That's you!" gasped Hermione.

"Oh, really?!" said Ron sarcastically.

McGonagall shushed them.

The piano trilled and the actor portraying Harry began to sing.

"Underneath these stairs, I hear the sneers and feel the glares

of my cousin, my uncle, and my aunt."

Harry groaned and hid his face in his hands. The Slytherins laughed with malicious glee. Malfoy was rolling on the floor.

"Well, you're a very good singer, Harry," said Ginny consolingly.

"Thanks," Harry mumbled.

The actor continued to sing:

"Can't believe how cruel they are, and it stings my lightning scar

to know they'll never, ever give me what I want."

"Oh, it 'stings your lightning scar', eh, Harry?" howled Fred.

"Shut up," Harry hissed.

"I know I don't deserve these

stupid rules made by the Dursleys

here on Privet Drive.

Can't take all of these Muggles,

but despite all of my struggles,

I'm still alive!"

Dumbledore, why would you do this to me? thought Harry despondently as the students continued to hoot and chortle.

"I'm sick of summer and this waiting around.

Man, it's September and I'm skippin' this town.

Hey, it's no mystery!

There's nothin' here for me now…

I gotta get back to Hogwarts!"

"Harry" jumped up from his suitcase with a big, cheesy smile on his face.

"I gotta get back to school!

I gotta get myself to Hogwarts!

Where everyone thinks I'm cool!"

"Harry" straightened his tie with an air of swagger. Everyone was laughing at the "where everyone thinks I'm cool" line. "You're such a douchebag, Potter!" snickered Pansy Parkinson.

"Another ten points from Slytherin!" cried McGonagall.

"Back to witches and wizards and magical beasts!

To goblins and ghosts and to magical feasts.

It's all that I love and it's all that I need,

at Hogwarts. Hogwarts.

I think I'm goin' back!"

"Aw, Ha-wee woves his schoo-wul!" Fred teased Harry in a baby voice. Harry shoved him. "Ten points from Gryffindor," declared Snape.

"Why?!" asked Ron.

"For Mr. Potter and Mr. Weasley's altercation."

On screen, "Harry" was singing again:

"I'll see my friends, gonna laugh 'till we cry.

Take my Firebolt, gonna take to the sky.

No way this year anyone's gonna die

and it's gonna be totally awesome!"

"'Totally awesome?'" said Hermione. "Silly Americans."

"I'll cast some spells with a flick of my wand.

Defeat the Dark Arts, yeah, bring it on!

And do it all with my best friend Ron,

'cause together, we're totally awesome!"

Suddenly, another actor in a red wig jumped onto stage along side "Harry". "Yeah, and it's gonna be totally awesome! Did somebody say Ron Weasley?!"

"Oh no," groaned Ron, now burying his face, as the students burst into laughter all over again.

"Join the club, mate," grumbled Harry.

The two actor hugged. "Hey, sorry it took me so long to get here. I had to get some Floo Powder, but we gotta get going, so get your trunk, let's go," said "Ron".

"You're kind of a dope, Ron," said George.

"Where are we going?" "Harry" asked "Ron".

"To Diagon Alley, of course!" "Ron" replied.

"Cool!" said "Harry".

"Come on!"

The actors began running in place and waving their arms while chanting "Floo Powder Power! Floo Powder Power!".

"Next time we go to Diagon Alley, that's what I'm doing," said Fred.

"Ron" began to sing:

"It's been so long, but we're goin' back.

Don't go for work, don't go there for class."

"You sure are tone deaf, Ronald," said Fred.

"Shut up!" snapped Ron.

"I think he's rather good," disagreed Hermione.

"Harry" said: "Long as we're together…"

"Ron" said: "Gonna kick some ass!"

"Ten points from Gryffindor!" said Snape.

"But it wasn't me!" shouted Ron.

"And it's gonna be totally awesome!" sang "Harry" and "Ron".

"This year, we'll take everybody by storm.

Stay up all night, sneak out of our dorm."

Just then, a girl with bushy brown hair popped up behind them and sang, "But let's not forget that we need to perform well in class if we want to pass our O.W.L.s!"

"It's Granger!" shouted Malfoy, and the entire Slytherin table erupted with mirth.

Hermione stared at the screen in horror. Ron patted her on the back consolingly and said, "Well…we knew it had to come sometime."

The "Ron" on screen groaned. "God Hermione, why do you have to be such a buzz kill?!"

"Because, guys," said "Hermione" impatiently. "School's not all about having fun! We need to study hard if we want to be good witches and wizards!"

"Got you down to a T, don't they, Hermione?" said George.

"Hermione" started to sing. "Oh no, she sings too?" groaned the real Hermione.

"I may be frumpy, but I'm super smart.

Check out my grades. They're A's for a start."

"Wait. Fake Hermione only makes 'Acceptable'?" said Ron.

"No!" snapped Hermione. "She's referring to the Muggle grading system, in which F means fail, and an A is the highest grade!"

"Okay! Sheesh," grumbled Ron.

"What I lack in looks, well, I make up in heart,

And well guys, yeah, that's totally awesome."

"She makes a good point," said Hermione, raising her head a bit higher.

"This year I plan to study a lot-"

"Ron" interrupted, "That would be cool if you were actually hot!"

"Well sorry if I'm not good looking enough for you, Ronald!" Hermione exclaimed.

"It wasn't me!" shouted Ron.

"Shh!" hissed McGonagall.

"Hey Ron, c'mon, we're the only friends that she's got!" "Harry" said.

"Harry!" said Hermione, looking hurt.

"That's-that's not true, Hermione! Er…plenty of people like you!" said Harry quickly.

"Hmph. Yeah right." Hermione woundedly cast her eyes down at the floor.

The three started singing together.

"And that's cool.

And that's totally awesome.

Yeah, it's so cool, and it's totally awesome!"

"If they say 'totally awesome' one more time…" grumbled Ron.

"We're sick of summer and this waiting around.

It's like we're sitting in the lost and found.

Don't take no sorcery

for anyone to see how…

We gotta get back to Hogwarts!

We gotta get back to school!

We gotta get back to Hogwarts

where everything is magic-cool!"

"Just when we thought this couldn't get any cheesier," said Draco.

"Back to witches and wizards and magical beasts!

To goblins and ghosts and to magical feasts!"

"That's not even accurate; we don't even have goblins here," Hermione piped up. "They all work at Gringotts. Stupid Muggles!"

"Hermione, your parents are Muggles," said Ron.

"Oh, shut up, Ron!" snapped Hermione, even madder than before.

"It's all that I love and it's all that I need, yeah

Hogwarts! Hogwarts! I think we're goin' back!"

The image faded to black and the video ended.

"Well, children," said Dumbledore smiling. "Shall we watch the rest?"

"NO NO NO!" chanted Harry, Ron, and Hermione.

"YES YES YES!" cheered the rest of the school.